Witch Plague from ADVENT by Troughborn Son
Tracklist
| 2. | Witch Plague | 4:22 |
Lyrics
We counted heads like gold
Breath frozen in the cold
A blessing had but never shown
A heretic among my own
Light swallowed by the snow
Days I regret to know
The day my heart refused to go
A heretic among my own
We know
Blood is in on the altar
Follow words that never falter
Cutting deeper every hour
Burn your flag in search of power
Grief stricken futures sold
The gift of growing old
A vision had but never owned
A heretic among my own
Time melting frozen woes
Lives I may never know
The sentence of dying alone
A heretic among my own
As the hour presents itself the sheep will bow down and pray
Those who cower will show their worth
They will witness the final day
This is a house of many gods
Every leader will bend and sway
False prophets converge themselves to the ultimate judgement day
Kneel to your god
We know
Blood is in on the altar
Follow words that never falter
Cutting deeper every hour
Burn your flag in search of power
The mob of people followed
Shouting do away with him
Bodies clothed with worms and crust
I’ll take you
skin for skin
Flesh consumed with feelings
If you’re willing make me clean
The secrets of salvation
Burning witches in my dreams
